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You taught me how to keep my back straight How to believe, how to want more You taught me how to look out for myself To have faith, to hope _Care_ _Save_ _Love_ I still try to live by those tenets Even if they are now meaningless To endure hunger and thirst To feed my souls with better seeds But the soil won’t hold The wind is refreshing And, as with everything else It’s a memory of something I can’t have
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May 26, 2019
May 26, 2019 at 1:22 PM UTC
Bad soil
You taught me how to keep my back straight How to believe, how to want more You taught me how to look out for myself To have faith, to hope _Care_ _Save_ _Love_ I still try to live by those tenets Even if they are now meaningless To endure hunger and thirst To feed my souls with better seeds But the soil won’t hold The wind is refreshing And, as with everything else It’s a memory of something I can’t have
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F/Brazil
May 26, 2019
May 26, 2019 at 1:22 PM UTC
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